Downstairs for breakfast

She moves to leave, but then pokes her head back in. "Oh, and daddy said the tow truck would be here in an hour, so just to warn you." Loretta winks at you, before disappearing.

Grabbing your bag, you walk downstairs to the kitchen. She winks and smiles at you when her father isn't looking.

The three of you have breakfast in silence -- you and Loretta are afraid that saying anything would make the old farmer suspicious of what happened. A truck beeps its horn outside and the farmer turns to look out the kitchen window.

"Tow truck is here," he says matter of factly.

You shake his hand. "Thank you for letting me stay the night, sir."

The farmer nods. "Don't be a stranger."

You offer your hand to Loretta. It feels awkward saying bye to this beautiful farm girl after taking her virginity only a few hours earlier.

"It was very nice meeting you," Loretta smiles with a wink.

You wave good-bye to the farmer and his daughter as you approach the tow truck, which has already has latched your broken car.

As you walk past your car to get into the tow truck, you notice a note on the passenger seat. You quickly grab it and get into the tow truck. You look back one last time at the farmer and Loretta on their porch, waving at you. Slightly behind the farmer, Loretta whips her shirt open, showing you her gorgeous tits. You wave back as the tow truck drives off the farm.

The tow truck driver looks at your tired face. "Rough night, eh?"

"Yeah..." you mutter, looking at the note's flowery handwriting:

Hey, I went to sleep this morning feeling so alive! I hope that I was able to satisfy your own needs and that you will remember me fondly.
I know you are just traveling through, but if you are ever in the area again, please stop in and visit. Maybe we will find a way to repeat our wonderful tryst. My email address is [email protected]. Dad always answers the phone first, so I won't give you the number.
Affectionately, Loretta
P.S. Next time, I'll bring a friend. I'm sure you'll LOVE her.

You're going to have to find a way to email her this weekend. Perhaps your family reunion just got better. You smile to yourself, thinking about taking her virginity and your morning bareback fuck.